Im through with thinking about you
Im done visualizing you
I wont cry for you anymore
Im officially over you
It was great at first
But then you decided to break my heart
My friends were worried
I said I was fine
But behind my perfect smiling mask
I was crying inside
I was a robot that was useless
A complete mess that no one would clean up
I got rid of all your things
And I now know that I am officially over you
Your an old memory that will never be remembered
A book never to be opened
An item that I will never miss
But. . .
If Im officially over you. . .
Then why am I writing this?